"You're quite tense, Anna." Tuba, only sixty centimeters tall, looked up at the girl pondering with her chin in her hands.
Anna grabbed the bottle beside her and shoved it into his mouth, ignoring him.
Her gaze was fixed on the scenery flashing past outside the window, her thoughts known only to her.
The car slowly stopped in front of a vegetable market, where vendors and delivery workers bustled continuously.
Seeing Anna stand up and head for the bus door, the other people on the bus also got up one after another.
"Sit down, I'll go alone." After saying this, Anna stepped off the bus.
You can't expect the ground of the vegetable market to be very clean; it didn't take long before spots of dirt appeared on Anna's shoe tops.
But she paid no heed and continued into the market, through the vegetable section to a small door; Anna arrived at the back of the market.
Behind the vegetable market was a train track, with a green train clattering by.
